Chapter 223 Inner Demon?

Chapter 223 Inner Demon?

As Pei Nu expected, after Chu Tang took Chang Xiaoming out of Nanqinghou Mansion, he did not intend to stay in Qingcheng, but took him to the east of the city.

He planned to leave the city directly and stay away from this place.

Marquis Nanqing was so powerful in Qingcheng, or in Liangzhou, that he was almost more powerful than the governor.

Now that Chu Tang has completely offended this force, how can he still dare to stay in their base camp?

Go back to Wutong Academy?

Putting aside whether Tao Ying would help them withstand the revenge from Nanqinghou Mansion, even if she was willing, Chu Tang would not have the face to ask for help.

That is beyond any moral thing!

The Wutong Academy family has a great cause and is rooted in Qingcheng. It is not easy to see people from the Nanqinghou Mansion, so Chu Tang cannot drag them down just because of Chu Tang's momentary indignation.

Chu Tang couldn't do such a shameless thing.

Unlike Luoshen Valley, if Luoshen Valley is offended, Wutong Academy has various official backgrounds to back it up. No matter how powerful Luoshen Valley is in force, it has to worry about the court's face and dare not retaliate blatantly.

And the biggest power in Nanqinghou Mansion itself is on the side of the imperial court!

When there is a conflict between the two parties, one is a border general of the imperial court, and the other is a local academy that only trains civil servants for the imperial court, and the two parties bring the lawsuit to the top, one can imagine that the imperial court must protect the face of Marquis Nanqing.

Tao Ying has taken care of him enough these days, and Chu Tang never dares to introduce Nanqinghou Mansion into Wutong Academy again.

For this reason, Chu Tang could only leave the city immediately and arrange for Chang Xiaoming to escape far away.

The books he borrowed from Wutong Academy these days were not for nothing, and he had a preliminary understanding and grasp of the situation around Qingcheng and Liangzhou.

After leaving the city, go east, pass through Dongcheng, and go slightly north to Shuangjun.

After passing Shuangjun, go another hundred miles northeast and enter the boundary of Jingzhou.

That was an area outside Liangzhou. Not to mention Nan Qinghou, the Marquis of Qingcheng, even the governor of Liangzhou did not dare to extend his hands to Jingzhou's territory.

That's a big taboo in officialdom!

After all, Jingzhou also has a governor and other princes, and they must hate the behavior of their colleagues who cross the border.

Chu Tang remembered that Zhao Ziyu once said that their opera troupe usually operates in counties and counties in Jingzhou and Liangzhou, so when they arrive in Jingzhou, Chang Xiaoming should be familiar with it. If they are careful, they can also protect themselves.

Of course, Chu Tang could not personally escort the other party to Jingzhou. He planned to spend money to arrange for someone to take Chang Xiaoming to Jingzhou after leaving Dongcheng.

Being able to do this, Chu Tang felt that he had done his best to be benevolent and righteous. After all, he and Chang Xiaoming were not relatives and had no deep friendship.

Today, he had to carry Prince Nanqing for this troupe, which had already broken his usual style of acting. It was just due to an unspeakable psychology.

The two of them ran all the way, and after almost half an hour, they arrived near the east gate of the city.

Seeing that the sky was approaching noon, Chu Tang saw that Chang Xiaoming was very sleepy, so he found a place and ordered two bowls of vermicelli, and the two ate in a hurry.

Looking at Chang Xiaoming, who was sometimes awake, sometimes confused, and sometimes a little crazy, Chu Tang was also worried about the other person's future life.

After lunch, the sky became a little gloomy, and the dark clouds that had been brewing all morning became thicker.

The rhythm of rainy weather.

But Chu Tang didn't dare to stay longer. After thinking for a while, he spent money to rent a single-rider carriage from a car dealership not far from the city gate.

He acted as a groom and asked Chang Xiaoming to sit in the car, and then he hurried towards Dongcheng.

The horse's hooves galloped wildly, and they arrived at Dongcheng after more than half an hour.

Like Nancheng, Dongcheng is also a satellite city of Qingcheng.

After entering Dongcheng, the sky became darker and darker, and Chu Tang slowed down the carriage.

After thinking for a while, he abandoned the carriage in a place where no one was paying attention. He took Chang Xiaoming and ran around the city for a while, and finally found a small inn to stay.

Just after we settled down, the rain that had been brewing all day finally fell.

On summer afternoons, downpours come at a moment’s notice.

In the room, listening to the sound of rain outside, Chu Tang was lost in thought for a while, and finally turned his eyes to Chang Xiaoming, who was sitting on a stool in the room.

Chang Xiaoming was still wearing the same blood-stained clothes, and the long hair that Chu Tang asked him to tie up exposed his entire face.

He had a silly look on his face, his eyes were dull, and he sat there, motionless. Instead, he lost the manic riot that Chu Tang had when he first saw him.

Slowly sitting across from Chang Xiaoming, Chu Tang decided to see if he could ask him some questions about the whereabouts of the remaining members of their troupe.

"Xiao Ming..." Chu Tang called out several times in a row, and Chang Xiaoming finally reacted, raised his head, and looked at Chu Tang blankly.

"Xiao Ming, do you know me?" Chu Tang asked softly.

Chang Xiaoming shook his head, looking confused.

Chu Tang tried to ease the other party's mood with a smile, and his voice became softer: "Xiao Ming, I am your junior sister Zhao Ziyu and Miss Zhao's friend. Can you tell me where Miss Zhao went?"

"Tzuyu!" When Chang Xiaoming heard this name, it was as if a mechanism had been opened. His whole body started to tremble again, his eyes bulged out, and his voice trembled violently, "They are all dead! They are all dead..."

Chu Tang's heart sank when he heard this. He said this again. What was going on, the other party just couldn't understand!

"Ah!" Chang Xiaoming suddenly roared, stood up, and wanted to run out.

Chu Tang had expected it and was well prepared. He immediately stepped forward and stepped in front of Chang Xiaoming. He moved his right index finger forward and poked the acupuncture point on Chang Xiaoming's chest.

Chang Xiaoming instinctively wanted to dodge.

Unfortunately, things are different now. Chu Tang is no longer the little catcher last year who had to struggle with Chang Xiaoming for a long time if he wanted to take him down.

One Yang finger!

The energy shot out from Chu Tang's fingers hit Chang Xiaoming's acupoints several feet away with a hiss, and froze his figure.

Chang Xiaoming couldn't move, but he didn't stop shouting and roared like a wild beast.

Fortunately, the doors and windows were closed and the rain outside was heavy, so this roar did not attract anyone's attention.

After a while, Chang Xiaoming seemed to be tired of shouting, and his voice gradually stopped.

Chu Tang took a closer look and was shocked when he saw two lines of red blood tears streaming from the other person's eyes.

I quickly checked and found that Chang Xiaoming only had a cracked eye socket and no eyeball damage.

But his eyes were bloodshot and red, making him look even more terrifying.

Chu Tang's heart trembled. How much pain must it have caused a person with a weak mind to be so sad and angry!

Taking a deep breath, Chu Tang moved Chang Xiaoming to the bed and asked him to lie down and rest.

Maybe he was really too tired. Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of rain, Chang Xiaoming gradually fell asleep and snored.

Chu Tang sighed, came to the window, propped up the window, and let the wind blow in the fresh air.

The inn is very small, with only one floor, and it is in a relatively remote place. The scenery outside the window is not beautiful, but rather simple.

As far as the eye can see, the small courtyard is covered with mud. Under the erosion of the rain, turbid yellow mud water soon appeared and accumulated into a pool, turning the entire yard into a small pond.

The earthy smell of mud mixed with rain sneaked into the house with the wind and rain, making people's noses itch.

Chu Tang also seemed to have relaxed his mind, staring blankly at the falling rain outside the window. It took him a while to come back to his senses.

Turning his eyes from the rain to Chang Xiaoming on the bed, Chu Tang sighed again, feeling a little depressed.

He vaguely guessed that, except for Chang Xiaoming, the rest of the Shiben Theater Troupe was probably in danger. Even Zhao Ziyu...

No matter how faint Chang Xiaoming was, he could still remember the basic facts. Whenever he asked about other people in the troupe, he repeatedly said, "They are all dead, they are all dead." This made people doubt that something extremely bloody had indeed happened. In front of him.

Also, Chu Tang remembered that when he was in the Nanqing Hou Mansion, a guard had a quick talk and talked about a woman who took advantage of the prince's banquet to entertain guests. The defense of the west room was extremely lax and took advantage of it. This led to Chang Xiaoming's escape. in front of them.

Then, that woman is most likely Zhao Ziyu.

It seems that after she was refused help by Chu Tang at Wutong Academy, she has been lurking around Nanqinghou Mansion these days, hoping to rescue everyone in the school by herself.

And this morning, Wang Haochen invited them to visit her, giving her an opportunity to take advantage of.

However, many times, opportunities can turn into crises.

Many of the guards in the Hou Mansion only talk about the level of martial arts. It is true that their level is not high and their cultivation level is low. However, they are all elite soldiers who have fought in many battles. There is no simple person who can survive on the battlefield.

Once these people form an array, a dozen or twenty people can exert great power, and with the addition of the breaking arrows...

Zhao Ziyu, with only four realms of cultivation, really couldn't get away from being surrounded by these guards!

At this point, Chu Tang had already experienced the power of Nan Qinghou's guards.

Based on this inference, what Chang Xiaoming said "all are dead" is probably not groundless.

Thinking of this, Chu Tang's heart felt blocked, as if there was a stone hanging in his throat. His chest was so tight that even breathing felt painful.

"Only when Chang Xiaoming wakes up can we know what happened in the Hou Mansion today." Chu Tang sighed and smiled bitterly, warning herself to be patient.

Chang Xiaoming is not always in a state of madness. Zhao Ziyu told him that as long as her senior brother is not too stimulated, most of the time he is still normal and awake.

But now it seems that he was greatly stimulated today, and he just doesn't know when he will wake up.

"Nan Qinghou..." Chu Tang gradually thought of what happened today and couldn't help but frown.

As rumored outside, Wang Haochen, the eldest son of Nanqinghou, was used to being arrogant. He would become extremely angry and violent if something went wrong, and he would never do anything regardless of the consequences.

When he was in the Hou Mansion, he, Chu Tang, had already wasted his words, trying to use words to calm the other party, so that they would talk more and use less hands out of consideration of the delicate relationship between the border generals and the imperial yamen.

But Wang Haochen didn't want to do that much, he just wanted his men to take action, and for this reason, he did not hesitate to expose the details of his team of broken crossbows.

Commander Pei, on the other hand, made Chu Tang feel that he was a person, capable of bending and stretching, like a tiger and a poisonous snake, and was a great threat.

For some reason, although the other party gave up halfway and let him leave the Hou Mansion with Chang Xiaoming, Chu Tang is still uneasy and can't forget Pei Nu's eyes with complicated expressions.

Those eyes were full of different considerations and unknown dangers.

Chu Tang always felt that the other party would make some tricks and would not let them leave Qingcheng easily.

This is why after he entered Dongcheng, he immediately abandoned the rented carriage and chose to hide in this small inn.

As a satellite city, the largest force in Dongcheng is the city defense army, and Nan Qinghou was born in the military. No one knows how much influence he has in the city defense army.

Chu Tang had always been cautious and did not dare to reveal his whereabouts carelessly, lest others take advantage of him.

Looking at the sleeping Chang Xiaoming, Chu Tang only had one thought in his mind: "As long as I leave Dongcheng and enter the boundary of Shuangjun, I can find an escort agency with a good reputation and send Chang Xiaoming to Jingzhou. That will be considered worthy of you." ...Miss Zhao! As for the grievances between the Shiben Opera Troupe and Nanqing Hou Shizi, I..."

Chu Tang suddenly felt confused again.

They are not related to him, so does the so-called blood feud have anything to do with him?

Does it really not matter?

He is a catcher, a warrior, a man of flesh and blood, and...

Chu Tang's mind was so confused that even his body's internal energy was unsettled. A chaotic internal energy circulated in his body, making his flesh and blood ache.

"That's wrong!" Chu Tang came to his senses and found that something was wrong with his body.

"The inner breath is turbulent, distracting thoughts are rampant, and the mind is impure... Is this going to be an obsession?" Chu Tang was frightened. He remembered that many people had mentioned to him the state of obsession during martial arts training, how similar it was to his current situation. !

Chu Tang, who has always initiated martial arts for the panel, has never had obsessive thoughts, let alone the experience of suppressing distracting thoughts.

He didn't have time to think too much, so he immediately took a deep breath, breathed as slowly as possible, and then used the Ming Yu Gong and Mind Technique to walk around the world.

When Mingyu Kung Fu is practiced to the depths, the most important thing is that the mind is free of distracting thoughts. It is as quiet as death, and the heart is as gray as death. It is also the most desolate.

The first floor, the second floor, the third floor... until the ninth floor.

The most profound state of Mingyu Gong was revealed in Chu Tang——

His body gradually became transparent. Except for his hair, which was still black, all his flesh became as pure, transparent and pure as bright jade.

His entire body turned into a humanoid jade!

If any outsiders were there to see him like this, they would definitely go crazy with fear.

Time passed gradually.

Chu Tang circulated the Mingyu Kung Fu for two days before slowly ending it, and his skin returned to its normal color in an instant.

After taking an internal look at his body, Chu Tang found that there was nothing unusual. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still very nervous and confused about the situation just now.

"Panel transfer, as long as the chivalry value is enough, it will always be accomplished in one go. It will never be sloppy or go crazy!" Chu Tang frowned, thinking about what the abnormality was.

Suddenly, he remembered what Tao Ying had said before, and couldn't help but feel shocked: "The inner demons that Dean Tao mentioned... He also said that together with the inner demons, it is difficult to improve martial arts unless they are eradicated. Could it be that I was the inner demon general just now? A sign of something happening? But why?"

Chu Tang couldn't figure out why the inner demon arises. Is it because of Nanqing Hou Shizi, because of Shiben Opera Troupe, because of Chang Xiaoming, because of Zhao Ziyu?

It shouldn’t be!

There is no such deep connection between them!

And he is not the kind of person who will draw his sword to help when the road is rough!

As a refined egoist, how could he have inner demons born out of injustice?

"Could it be that... I used the sword-drawing technique to fight against the flying immortals from outside the sky one after another, used the power of the spiritual level, glimpsed the essence of the situation, and touched the threshold of the upper three realms, so that it was easy for me to become mentally ill because of things around me? The instability of the realm, also known as inner demons?"

Chu Tang could only guess this way.

He was still nervous.

Tao Ying said that if the inner demons are not completely eradicated, it will be difficult to reach the upper three realms in life.

As Chu Tang, who aspires to be the best in the world, of course he is afraid that this law cannot be broken by the panel.

"Inner demon! Inner demon? Inner demon..." Chu Tang sighed and stood up.

Outside the window, the rain became much lighter, with only the patter of raindrops hanging.

The sky has mostly cleared up.

He also heard the sound of struggling on the bed. Looking around, he found that Chang Xiaoming had woken up and was squirming on the bed, trying to open the sealed acupuncture points.

When Chu Tang approached the bed, Chang Xiaoming couldn't move his body, but his eyes could move around. After looking at him several times, he suddenly said, "I know you!"

The tone is calm and the voice is calm, just like chatting with someone.

Chu Tang was stunned and blurted out: "Xiao Ming, are you okay?"